Yet even they didn't dare let Fourteen stay conscious.
They were too terrified to remove it from the stasis pod.
They had to rely on heavy sedatives, neural control chips, and remote kill switches just to maintain a fragile illusion of control.
But The Panacea...
She had dismantled every single one of those problems in sixty seconds.
And walked away with complete authority over the asset!
Standing in front of this woman...
Obsidian's years of cutting-edge research and sophisticated tech...
Really did look like a pathetic joke!
Serena couldn't be bothered to waste another breath on the utterly useless commander beneath Julian's foot.
She lifted her gaze, looking down the length of the corridor.
The far end connected straight to the backstage area of the Obsidian Sun High-Value Auction.
A massive metal freight elevator sat silently at the end of the tracks.
It was the Cargo Transit Elevator that led directly to the main auction stage.
Serena stared at the heavy iron doors, her striking eyes narrowing thoughtfully.
A brief moment of silence passed.
Then, the corners of her crimson lips curved upward.
A devilish, cunning grin spread across her pale, beautiful face.
She looked like she had just thought of a spectacularly dangerous game to play.
Julian stood off to the side, taking in her deeply wicked expression.
He arched a brow, a faint smile tugging at his own lips as he found himself infected by her sheer audacity.
That grin... it reminded him of his sister.
Whenever Serena smiled exactly like that, it meant someone was about to have a very, very bad day.
This Panacea... she was seriously impressive.

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